please don't wear it

For some reason, Yi Lianzhen didn't sleep well that night.

He always slept deeply, but after a short sleep, he seemed to have fallen into a chaotic hazy state, and he didn't understand why he woke up.

It was as if...something forcibly pulled him out of his sleep.

Yi Lian was so sleepy that she couldn't even open her eyes, she didn't think about this question at all.

He just wants to go on sleeping.

So much so that he didn't hear the sound of the door opening, until the phantom fire lit up the room, he half-opened his eyes and saw Ren Wudao approaching.

In the gap between half-dream and half-awake, Yi Lian really wanted to talk, but after all she couldn't resist the sleepy brain, and only uttered a vague nasal sound.

"Are you okay?" Ren Wudao asked.

As if realizing that Yi Lian was really sleepy, he extinguished the phantom flame with his hand, and his voice was very soft.But the night was too quiet, Yi Lian was still a little awake.

"What's wrong?" He opened his eyes, and Ren Wudao in front of him was blurred.

What is this guy doing here in the middle of the night?

"It's nothing, just now..." Ren Wudao paused and changed his words, "I'm just worried about you."

Yi Lian really didn't respond, he said again: "It's snowing outside, are you still cold?"

The winter here is indeed very cold. Although Yi Lian really won't be frozen, there is always a cool breeze that can sneak in through the window cracks, making people uncomfortable.

Yi Lian hummed vaguely: "A little bit."

Then Ren Wudao pulled out his hand and put something on it.

It may be a small ball of phantom fire, or it may be an exquisite charm. From the place of contact, a gentle warmth flows down the palm of the hand to the whole body.

Like soaking in hot water at the right temperature in the coldest winter, Yi Lian is so comfortable that she doesn't want to talk.

Ren Wudao didn't move any more, the surroundings became quiet again, he shrank his head into the quilt, and soon fell asleep again.

In the darkness, Ren Wudao's eyesight was not affected too much, he stood beside the bed, frowning at Yi Lian for a long time.

It wasn't until the other party's breathing was long and steady for a long time that he relaxed a little and rekindled the phantom fire.

Yi Lianzhen, who is fast asleep, can sleep soundly until dawn as long as she doesn't toss about hard.

But Ren Wudao didn't leave, he just looked at Yi Lianzhen quietly under the light of the phantom fire.

He won't mistake anyone, it was Yi Lianzhen who came to look for him in the room just now.

Sweeping over with divine sense, Yi Lian is really a unique person, different from others.

But it wasn't Yi Lianzhen who came to him just now.

It's true that the room is not warm, but Yi Lian can sleep to death immediately after lying down, and won't be frozen at all, so why would he push his door in the middle of the night?

For a moment, he wanted to lean over to wake up Yi Lian and ask him what was going on.

But... it wouldn't do anything other than scare him.

When he first came in, he saw Yi Lianzhen's brown-black eyes. I'm afraid that Yi Lianzhen now knows even less than him.

He may not even know that he has stepped out in the dark.

Ren Wudao was worried, and rarely knew what to do.He simply sat on the other side of the bed, leaned against the bedpost and half closed his eyes, just guarding Yi Lianzhen's side.

It was Yi Lianzhen who asked him to come and accompany him, even if it was not Yi Lianzhen who said that sentence, Ren Wudao is not willing to leave now.

With any excuse, he can accompany Yi Lianzhen for the rest of his life.

When the sky brightened, Ren Wudao slowly got up.

As the night passed, many worries and doubts had disappeared. In the morning light, a smile that he didn't realize was on his lips.

Yi Lianzhen was still asleep, Ren Wudao bent down and dug him out of the quilt.

Yi Lian really snatched the quilt from him in her dream, and buried her face in it again.

Ren Wudao almost laughed out loud, his heart was filled with tranquility and joy, but with a trace of indescribable certainty and expectation.

He poked Yi Lianzhen's exposed cheek with his fingers, and his fingertips sank into the soft skin.

Then Ren Wudao bent his fingers, as if he wanted to touch him more with his knuckles.

He hesitated, and withdrew his hand.

"I'm leaving." He said to Yi Lianzhen.

Yi Lian really didn't respond.

He slept deeply, his bangs were disheveled, his long eyelashes fluttered slightly with his breathing, and the morning light cast a soft shadow on his face.

Ren Wudao didn't need him to respond.

It may be during the long night, or it may be in the fleeting moment just now, the things accumulated for a long time have been fermented and turned into a new emotion that he cannot resist.

Boundless waves rushed in from afar, and the mountain boulders standing by the sea were finally pried away.

Standing up and pushing open the door, Ren Wudao left with a steady and determined pace.

He will come back.

Yi Lian really has many friends.

He wasn't Yi Lian's true friend.

On that day, he will be the predestined and indispensable part of Yi Lianzhen's life.

The one and only person.

It was already mid-morning when Yi Lianzhen woke up as usual, he was half-sitting on the bed and was a little dazed, wondering if Ren Wudao had come over last night.

Or is he dreaming?

Depending on the time, Ren Wudao should help Xu Baisha practice in the martial arts gym now.

Yi Lian really wandered to the martial arts gym, and found Ren Wudao in the room where Xu Baisha practiced kung fu.

"Hey," when Ren Wudao was finally free, he sat next to Ren Wudao, "did you go to my place last night?"

Ren Wudao has been pointing at Xu Baisha verbally, but his eyes have been sticking to him since Yi Lianzhen came in.

"To your place?" He said calmly, "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing, you don't know that it should be a dream," Yi Lian smacked her lips, "I dreamed that you came to visit me in the middle of the night yesterday."

Ren Wudao hummed curiously.

"You still asked me if I was cold," Yi Lianzhen said, "I answered at that time... I also forgot how I answered."

"But I slept pretty well last night, it was very warm, and I don't know why I dreamed of this."

He stopped talking, bowed his head and tried hard to recall yesterday's dream, trying to remember something again.

"Think about it every day, dream at night," Ren Wudao interrupted his thoughts, "Maybe it's because the weather is too cold recently."

"Maybe, what you said makes sense." Yi Lian nodded, serious, "It may also be that you complained to me yesterday, and I took it to heart."

"So?" Ren Wudao asked.

Yi Lian patted his arm on the chair, comforting him: "I will always be by your side."

Ren Wudao showed a smug and lazy smile: "Okay, just in time to see Xu Baisha's performance."

In order to check Xu Baisha's progress and make subsequent adjustments, every three days, Chen Zhou would come over to discuss with Xu Baisha for an hour.

It may be that the devil's training time is still short, Xu Baisha has not made any progress on the surface.Although Chen Zhou praised him a lot afterwards, Yi Lian couldn't bear to look directly at the process of the discussion.

Xu Baisha didn't complain at all. After discussing with Chen Zhou, he was busy "asking for trouble" and carrying out the training on the schedule.

Most of the arrangements do not require Ren Wudao's help, so Yi Lianzhen fulfilled his previous promise, tried his best to stay by Ren Wudao's side, and called him to do everything.

This is also a rare leisure time since Yi Lian really traveled.

There is no oppression of villains, no imminent tasks, the plan is carried out in an orderly manner, the catastrophe is still a year away, and the golden eyes have never appeared again.

The only fly in the ointment is probably that the world is too small, and there is not much difference between cities, otherwise it can really be regarded as a vacation.

I discussed with Qiu Lingxuan before to learn swordsmanship, but Ren Wudao still doesn't like to be in contact with others, and he clings to him very much.

For this reason, Yi Lianzhen specially made an appointment with Qiu Lingxuan for a specific time, at that time Ren Wudao was pointing Xu Baisha to get him out.

However, it was not as expected, and Qiu Lingxuan discovered the problem within 10 minutes of learning.

"Why are you so weak?" She walked around Yi Lianzhen, frowning, "You can't even move this sword?"

Yi Lian was in a trance, holding the world's most common fine iron sword in his hand: "Is this sword very light? I have never practiced martial arts, so is it normal that I can't lift it?"

I don't know what kind of metal it is made of. This sword is heavier than any steel or iron, at least twenty catties.

It's okay to hold it for a short time, but use it for a long time-no normal person can lift it!

"How is it possible?" Qiu Lingxuan opened her eyes wide, "Even a ten-year-old child can mention it!"

Yi Lianzhen: "...Are you sure?"

After a brief exchange and repeated confirmation, Yi Lianzhen was finally forced to remember the plot that he had forgotten.

Not only is the physique of people in the fantasy world different from that of modern people, but the physique of people in this world is also different!

It may be for the convenience of practicing martial arts. Children here can lift a barbell weighing [-] catties at the age of five, and their athletic ability is far stronger than modern people-the long jump can jump three or four meters casually.

No wonder those people can practice kung fu shirtless in the cold winter, and their physique is so good that they can't freeze to death.

Yi Lian, who learned the truth, fell into silence.

"It's okay, you will have a chance in the future." Qiu Lingxuan patted him on the shoulder to comfort him.

"Then don't use this sword," Yi Lianzhen said, "I have a sword, and that sword is light, can I use my own sword?"

"It's okay," Qiu Lingxuan paused, "but your flexibility is not very good, and you can't do many moves on the sword manual..."

Yi Lianzhen: "..."

Heaven will kill me, it is not a crime of war.

"Is there anything I can learn?" he asked dryly.

Qiu Lingxuan shook her head.

"Don't you have any?" Yi Lian really didn't believe in evil, "Even if it's flashy, it's fine just to bluff people!"

A sword as handsome as the Horror Sword, at least it should be able to be used as a pretense, right?

Qiu Lingxuan thought for a while, but this time she didn't shake her head again.

"Yes, it is true," she asked uncertainly, "Do you really want to learn?"

"Let's learn." Yi Lian said.

No matter what it is, it is better than nothing, just in case it will come in handy someday.

"What are you talking about?" He asked curiously, "Are you studious?"

"Easy to learn, very eager to learn." Qiu Lingxuan swore with her finger to the sky, "Go get the sword now, and I will teach you in a quarter of an hour!"

Compared with the serious swordsmanship, the sword flower is so easy to learn!

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